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“When my hands don’t play strings the same way, I know you’ll love me the same”

– E. Sheeran

Growing up with little has been a factor I’ve been thankful for. Really help keep me humble in adulthood. I enjoy keeping a low profile life and don’t need attention to feel valued.

I appreciate the tiny details of my day-to-day routine. And if life took a turn for the worst I’m sure I could rough it out, Bear Grylls-Style

Past summer we took a trip to Disney sea. Our package included transportation, room, tickets to the Park, and my favorite meal in the world, a breakfast buffet. referred to as “viking” style in Japan.

The transportation was cozy sitting in business class roomier compared to my last trip. Still I could have hitched a ride on the side of the bullet train if it were an option.

Now that I’m older I’ve learn more about train etiquette. I’m respectful of riding on bullet trains and try to follow rules to a T.

I honestly did not know we weren’t allowed to smoke cigarettes on them the first time I rode one. No one told me anything. It was always spoken over the intercom. I go deaf once I hear a voice over the speaker. It’s just a reflex.

Add to the fact I drink alcohol as well. A full participant in pre-gaming. Which means to having a few drinks before you leave the house.

Alcohol always affected me in a cool way. I’d become Joe Montana a laid back fellow that saw the good in everyone.

I’m a changed man. I stand in the aisles and lean against the wall. I like to look out the window capture the landscape and take selfies to pass the time of travel.

We arrived in Uruyasu where it was noticeably warmer. The vibe was very California-sh. a theme that continued to play out during the stay. The mall areas, The skate park, The angelic women walking to and from heaven to bless the world.

But, since I was already with some company so I couldn’t get to know. Gentlemen like, I was on my best behavior.

The package included a stay at Hotel Errion. A partner with Disney. So we could catch the bus that picked up guest and brought them to the park every 15 minutes. Something about traveling and being in a new room. But, I always feel like bathing for an hour with bubbles. And letting delta wave music play in the background. Drying off and then jumping on the bed or in this case a futon to break it in.

My companion had a good laugh from my little routine. But this was just the beginning we had a little time to kill. So we hung out by window. It was a nice place to sit right up against the glass. We changed the song to Aaliyah. Now this become our first song if our vacation had a soundtrack. I cracked open a can of Suntory Whiskey. We had the after six pass for the first night. The city was beautiful kind of like California.

When the silence hit. I closed my eyes. Then my mind’s eye showed me who I truly was. Awoken my conscious like Rafiki. When I remember being hungry everything taste better in the present.

I sit near the window. And I think to the pier in my hometown. Sitting on there waiting for something to happen. Waiting to grow old. Waiting for things to pass over. If I could go back and talk to me in the past. I would have a long talk about following your ambition.

Before the pier security could tell us we couldn’t sit there. I presently sat near the window wondering about now like always.